What is love,
if not a beacon of light that never fades,
what is this feeling,
if not met when I look upon your gaze.
What is this heartache
but the beginning of finding you again,
maybe we can share a love
that ends and starts as friends,
only to begin
and never end.
Your light is the beacon
beyond the bend,
to guide me towards my soul,
towards a love that hope transcends.
A beauty in the night.